Yurt Slumber in Mongolia…

As we headed to Mongolia’s border with Russia and China (Siberia here we come), we knew we wouldn’t make it before nightfall. Navigating the bumpy road in the dark was no easy task–and I had to take an anti-nausea pill to not get car sick. We were all so relieved when we finally arrived at a yurt camp high on the mountain and could settle in.

After an instant noodle ramen dinner (I survived on those things the whole trip), we put on many layers and crawled under the covers. I had on about seven layers to stay warm–the stove helped a bit at first but only lasted a few hours.

When we woke up the next morning to make our final leg to the border, we could finally see with the daylight what our yurt actually looked like. We packed up our things and headed to the actual border with Russia and China–making our way to the sacred shrine on the top of the mountain.